The Visitor and her conflicting emotions

Chapter 3

May 27, 2020. 7 a.m. in the morning.

Ethan woke up with a startled expression on his face, remembering the events of that night. When he got up, he felt a numbing sensation in his head. When he recalled, he was now concerned with the young woman he just saved, wondering if she was okay. He quickly got dressed and headed back to the location to check on her, hoping she was safe and unharmed.

As soon as he opened the door to a huge man and greeted him with a smile, Ethan wasn't startled or afraid of him; this huge man seemed less intimidating. Ethan asked about the reason he was standing in front of his rented room door.

The huge man was a bit taken aback by Ethan's calm demeanor and explained that he was the young woman's bodyguard. As soon as Ethan heard this, he quickly learned about her condition.

The huge man smiled and told him she was perfectly fine because he was there to help her.

He was relieved to hear that she was safe. Ethan felt a sense of relief and annoyance knowing she had bodyguards watching her but were unable to prevent the incident from happening in the first place.

He thanked the bodyguard for coming , but he insisted that he return to his duties, concerned that the man he stopped might get back at her as soon as he recovered. The huge man again smiled and told him that he did not need to worry; he further explained that the incident last night was already resolved. and gave Ethan an envelope that seemed to be filled with cash.

Ethan's attitude changed, and with a heavy tone, he told the huge man. He did that because he was there at the exact moment and it was the right thing to do; his parents didn't raise a dishonorable person. Ethan thanked the man for his generosity, thanked him, and respectfully excused himself because as he mentioned, he has work today. He walked away feeling a sense of relief and pride in his actions.

While Ethan was a few meters from the huge man, his stomach groaned, and this made him realize he hadn't eaten all day. Not because he forgot; it's because he can't afford to buy food, The huge man sadly heard this and even saw the eviction notice on the door. He could not ignore the young man's plight and decided to call his boss, Katarine, concerned about the condition of the man who saved him.

But there was no answer, as she was busy contemplating the feeling she felt last night. Katarine was still wearing the same clothes as last night, and she was sitting in front of her vanity table, filled with expensive make-up from all the luxury brand cosmetics. As she ended the call that came from her bodyguard she just sat there and gave out a deep sigh.

She wasn't able to even sleep as soon as she got back. The news about the incident was carefully handled by her father's top lawyers, like they normally do; this was neither the first nor the last. Her name was notorious for many social scandals and controversies, and this latest incident was just another addition to her already tarnished reputation in the social landscape. Despite the chaos surrounding her, Katarine remained composed and focused on the piece of handkerchief with the blood stain.

The smell coming out of his blood was filling her room; she wasn't able to get any sleep. Even if the small handkerchief was still in her back pocket, as soon as she took it out, it made the situation even worse. So she just placed it on top of her vanity table, stared at it and questioned everything that she was seeing.

The small blood stain was emitting a smell that was making her angry. She felt a mix of fear and curiosity, as she couldn't shake the feeling that everything she had done was now affecting her. Her personality was always seen to be dual, as she was seen as rude to those who were also rich but earning respect among those who interacted with her around their company's workplace. She was always polite and helpful.

But she was also firm and strict with those who were asking for help; she never gave anything for free, and most of her staff working for her always advised new employees to work hard to earn their keep, as Katarine will only extend a helping hand if she sees you are worth of it, but with a cost, as she valued hard work and dedication. Despite her tough exterior, many admired her for her fairness and ability to inspire others to strive for excellence.

Yes, she is rude, arrogant, high-standard, and demanding, but she always pushes people to reach their full potential and never settles for mediocrity. Her tough love approach may not have been everyone's cup of tea, but it undeniably produced results and earned her respect in the industry.

The personality of a rich individual is a complex and multifaceted tapestry, woven from threads of privilege, upbringing, and personal experiences. While generalizations are dangerous, certain traits tend to emerge. Some inherit a sense of entitlement, believing that their wealth grants them a special status, leading to arrogance and a disconnect from the realities faced by those less fortunate.

Others, like Katarine Horn Siegert, are humbled by their wealth and hate those who are using their wealth just to feed their egos.

She possesses a strong work ethic and a multi-layer of personality traits to deal with the responsibilities that come with her financial status, using her resources to make sure she could see and confirm certain people for who they truly are, and navigate and discern the lies and deceit that often accompany interactions based on wealth. This allows her to maintain genuine connections with others. rather than being blinded by their outward appearances or material possessions that these people used to gain her favor.

Many is still bewildered by the manner in which she handles her daily activities. That is why many assume she has a dual personality, like Jekyll and Hyde . However, those who truly know her understand that she simply values authenticity and refuses to be swayed by superficiality. Her ability to see through facades and prioritize genuine relationships sets her apart from others, leading to both admiration and confusion from those around her.

having navigated the complexities of business and investment, and often exhibits a keen sense of financial acumen. Their social circles are often filled with individuals of similar means, creating a world of exclusive gatherings and refined tastes. However, beneath the surface of luxury and extravagance, lies a spectrum of human emotions, from deep-seated insecurities to profound joy.

Some are driven by a relentless pursuit of more, constantly striving for greater wealth and recognition, while others find contentment in the simplicity of life, using their abundance to cultivate meaningful relationships and pursue personal passions. Ultimately, the personality of a rich individual is shaped by a unique combination of factors, defying easy categorization and revealing the diverse tapestry of human experience.

This was the norm when she woke up every day because she lives like this , knowing that many would surely use her weakness to manipulate her and even take advantage of her generosity. So the only way to deal with this issue was to just accept the gossip surrounding her and act like she really has a dual personality. Better than they all found out, she was actually not human.

"Are you there?"

"Why aren't you talking back?

"Have you really left me?

Katarine was so confused that she invested a lot of time and effort to create a persona tha would fit and explain her erratic behavior when going out on social events , especially in the dating world, because being rich has its own set of challenges and expectations. She knew that maintaining a façade was crucial in order to protect her true identity and avoid any unwanted attention or scrutiny.

When she first began dating while still a college student, she had her own standards for men, just like any other girl. Naturally, these standards were typical characteristics that women look for in a man; they just use the phrase "personal sets of standards" to sound more sophisticated.

Despite her wealth, she wanted to find someone who would love her for who she truly was, not just for her money. This made dating a difficult and often disappointing experience for her.

The moment she got near a man, she was attracted to the smell of their bodies, which made her feel sick, and she realized that physical attraction was not enough for her. She craved a deeper connection based on mutual values and emotional compatibility. She thought this was normal until all the guys that dated her had a foul odor that she couldn't ignore. It became clear to her that finding someone would not have any negative effects on her.

So these men would react differently as they were rich, handsome, successful, and came from a pristegious background; their true colors would come out, these young men would just act s if she were a trophy to be won, and others would see her as a plaything and not as a genuine partner. This realization made her prioritize finding someone who truly valued her for who she was rather than just superficial qualities. And the difficulty of suppressing her real identity was also a huge burden for her.

But because of the complexities of being wealthy and rich, she needs to find an even match, no matter what others say. She was confined to rules that the wealthy regretfully created to secure their status and title: You cannot fall in love and marry a poor man with a low, unknown background.

All of her relatives were keen on keeping this type of culture alive, making it even more challenging for her to break free from societal expectations. Despite her desire to be true to herself and follow her heart, she must navigate the constraints of her privileged upbringing and the judgment of those around her. And she must be like the other rich young women. Even if her own father does not follow this kind of thinking,.

She was a huge fan of reading and listening to music; she was a wealthy, good looking young woman but as soon as she turned 18, everything changed. Her desires if left unchecked and unmonitored, would lash out, overwhelming her; she would often find herself feeling lost and disconnected from those around her. This struggle with self-identity led her to seek out meaningful connections with others who accepted her for her true self. Her horns were manifestations of her emotions.

Nobody could actually see them, but sometimes, in a fit of emotional turmoil, they would become apparent and emit a low energy that only she could feel. This unique aspect of herself both frightened and intrigued her, driving her to be like this. Now, after many months the voice in her head just stops talking back to her. After two dozen failed dates, her other made-up persona just leaves her.

Just because she was getting help from an unknown poor man, she was so stubborn and thick headed about having the proper boyfriend that society expects her to have; even her own father, godfather, and godmother would constantly mention waiting for the right man to sweep her off her feet. But she couldn't shake the feeling that she was missing out on something by not conforming to societal expectations. The pressure from her relatives and friends only added to her internal struggle.

The scent of Ethan blood on the handkerchief was making her sweat even if her room was already cold. She finally decided to confront this and told herself this was not happening, and she wouldn't change her stand. She picked up the cloth and threw it inside the small garbage can under her vanity table. And I went to her bed and finally got some needed sleep, even though it was already 8 a.m., being the president of the Siegert Hotel and shopping mall. The weight of her responsibilities as president weighed heavily on her mind, but she knew she had to remain strong and composed in order to lead effectively. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a restless sleep, knowing that she needed to go to work at 10 a.m.

"Geez, i am going to be late."

Ethan was running as fast as she could; being late on his first date wasn't an option. He arrived at the warehouse just in time, slightly out of breath but determined to make a good impression on Mr. Ross. As he quickly freshened up and wiped the sweat on his forehead, she grabbed the warehouse door and gave it a tug.,

"Its locked"

"huh?"

Ethan was surprised to find the warehouse door locked. He quickly checked his watch and saw that it was indeed nine a.m. in the morning and it was Friday, until he realized he was actually the one who would open the place because he had the key. He fumbled through his pockets and found the key, feeling relieved that he had the solution to the locked door. With a deep breath, he unlocked the door and stepped inside, ready to start his day at work.

"meow!"

"Good morning, Momo,"

" let's start the day. Which parcel would I deliver today?"

Momo the cat was sitting on the table, which Ethan assumed would be his station, and right under her feet was a note and a van key,

"Good morning, Ethan. Here is the van key. If you notice the envelopes and boxes with red stickers on them, the address is on these stickers. Just deliver them with the day."

"After your task is done, pac the van where you found it and return the key to the usual spot. Have a great day!"

Ethan smiled, grateful for the clear instructions, and began his day of deliveries with Momo by his side.

"All the boxes and envelopes are addressed to the Sieger Hotel and shopping center,"